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A want to be writer taught from a suitcase bought from a shoe salesman it took time and life to provide not incentive but impetus to my writing.


On the banks of The Mississippi my first short story collapsed as James Brown loomed large on Independence Day, twenty years later that small step propelled itself beyond wild dreams of pendulums into the reality of inertia. My life and the gibber plain that is an inhospitable Australian landscape, socially adroit and environmentally conscious in comparison to me, were the basis for Going It Alone.


This ode to that landscape and our companionable conflicts has a brother in The Book Of Things allowing me to meld those conflicting notions into landscapes as epic and unrelenting as the gibber. My child has reached senior school and is taking his small steps into this modern competitive world, it is hoped he will see favour in it and perhaps find some recognition for his father and his treacherous ways.


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